#you‘ll get eliott in a suit

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CHASING STARS

Ch. 8

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In a world where reincarnation is common and expected, people stopped to care for a reason or how many times they already lived – they have no memory of their past life anymore.

But Lucas Lallemant can feel that this isn’t his first life, some shreds of his former life still present in his new one. He has this feeling that something from his past life tied him so much to it that he has to find it again in his new life.

Something. Or someone.

Eliott slowly closed the door behind him as he entered his room, leaning against the door and closing his eyes for a second, a big sigh escaping his mouth.

They nearly kissed.

He could’ve seen that Lucas wanted it, could’ve seen it in the way his eyes seemed to be alive with light, in the way his lips parted and in the way an impression of longing had been lingering on his face the whole time.

And Eliott just kept touching his messy hair which was also defying gravity in this life. 21 years ago, Eliott fell in love with Lucas when he spotted him on the hallway of their college, running his fingers through his hair while biting his lips and working on some kind of project for his courses. Since this very faithful moment, he had been in love with Lucas’ messy hair and the way it also seemed to move in his eyes, making him look like some kind of puppy.

The attraction he felt towards Lucas in that moment when he was standing in front of him, the helmet in his hand with his hair messier than usual, was unbelievable.

But Eliott was afraid.

He was afraid of where all of this would led and he was afraid that he would disappoint Lucas, that he would fail like he did before. Lucas deserved only the best life possible and right now, where Eliott was so fucking close to get back together with the love of his life, he didn’t know if this was the right way to go.

A smile appeared on Eliott’s lips nevertheless as another thought came to the surface of his mind.

Because Lucas wanted it.

Lucas wanted to be with him, to kiss him, to touch him. And all of that made Eliott’s head spin with all the possibilities lying ahead of him.

And wasn’t this about Lucas and his decisions after all? Shouldn’t Eliott stop being so selfish, only thinking about what he wants and start to think about what Lucas wants?

Before he could even continue to think about all of this, his phone vibrated, announcing a new incoming message. Eliott walked over to his bed, plopping himself down on it and letting his gaze wander over all the paintings and drawings which where connected to another part of his immortal life. His gaze lingered on one painting which showed Lucas asleep and a smile creeped onto Eliott’s lips. He always admired how beautiful Lucas looked asleep.

When he died, he also looked like this.

The smile disappeared as fast as it came, his thoughts getting darker and darker again.

Before Eliott could lost himself in regret and pain, he opened the message and found himself smiling yet again.

This day is an emotional rollercoaster.

lucallemant: hey stranger

This started to get an insider between the two of them, huh? Eliott smirked and started to type an answer.

srodulv: hey biker boy, got home safely?

lucallemant: yup, without hurting a pole ;)

Eliott chuckled to himself, leaning back on the bed and holding the phone up over his face.

srodulv: the poles from this world are not safe anymore when you’re on the street

lucallemant: I’m their biggest nightmare

srodulv: should I be scared now?

lucallemant: if you’re a pole, then yes

Eliott huffed a laugh.

lucallemant: and you should also be scared of you decline my invitation

Eliott froze with his childish laugh, frowning at the message of Lucas.

srodulv: now I’m curious, what invitation?

lucallemant: the invitation to the party from my dad for tomorrow night

The phone which Eliott was still holding above himself crashed into his face.

Did he just—

Eliott picked up the phone, rubbing over his face while doing so and kept staring at the message from Lucas.

srodulv: are you fucking kidding me?

lucallemant: why should I?

Because you just asked me out for some fucking kind of date thing where your parents will be too?

srodulv: idk, I just didn’t expect something like this

lucallemant: it’s not the usual kind of party tho, everyone will come in suit and tie and when the formalities are over, the adults will drink even more than the teenagers

so it’s basically a very noble party with good alcohol for free

and I thought that you would maybe like to join me and my friends

idk maybe it was a dumb idea

Eliott couldn’t believe all of this. Lucas really just invited him to one of the big parties which were usually thrown by his dad once in a month. Only really special people were invited to this and Lucas accordingly thought of Eliott as special because otherwise he wouldn’t invite him.

lucallemant: eliott?

Eliott didn’t even realize how long he had been staring at the opposite wall, thinking and thinking, one thought following the other. He nearly jumped as the phone in his hand vibrated again.

srodulv: yeah, I’m here

lucallemant: you can also just tell me if you don’t wanna come

srodulv: no, sorry, I was just overwhelmed by your invitation

lucallemant: so, you’ll come?

Eliott had to smile as he typed in his answer. It was apparently important for Lucas that Eliott came and he was very flattered by that.

srodulv: how could I say no to my biker boy?

lucallemant: ;)

srodulv: but only if your friends won’t kill me right away

lucallemant: I’ll tell them to wait till you are drunk

srodulv: merci

lucallemant: the least I could do

see you tomorrow, stranger

srodulv: good night biker boy

Was this really happening? Would he really go on a party where only Lucas and his friends and some random people would be? Would he really have the chance to do a fucking slow dance with the love of his life? Would the fate really shine upon him this much? Would he really see Lucas in a suit with a tie, looking absolutely drop-dead beautiful?

He had to believe it.

And he had to get a fucking suit really, really quick.

He was jumping up from the bed, a grin still very present on his face as the door slammed against the wall while he was running out onto the hallway of their apartment.

“IDRISS!”

The whole house and every person passing by on the street were surely hearing Eliott now but he couldn’t care less. There were things who needed his attention more than some random people who thought him crazy. And maybe he was crazy after all: crazy in love.

“Fuck, dude, where are you?”

Eliott never realized that their apartment was that big. But maybe it was just supported by the fact that he couldn’t wait to tell Idriss about it all.

“What the fuck, man, did you burn down the kitchen again?”

“It was one fucking time, okay?”

Idriss was coming around the corner now, looking really sleepily while yawning quietly. He apparently just took a nap and Eliott woke him up but as said before: Eliott couldn’t care less. And he also couldn’t hide the grin on his lips.

“Oh, did I woke the princess?”

“Fucking hell, shut up”, said Idriss but a smile tugged onto his lips nevertheless.

“So, why did you woke me from my beautiful nap?”

And now, Eliott couldn’t hold himself back anymore.

“Okay, so I had a date with Lucas and we were at the coffee shop around the corner and Lucas was just about to tell me what he wanted but I just literally screamed into his face what he usually took, in his former life, and it was still right and he was confused and I wanted to slap myself and then he took me home on his bike and holy fuck, this boy looks so hot and then I nearly kissed him but I couldn’t or I didn’t want to or, I don’t know, it just didn’t happen and I was afraid that Lucas thought I would reject him and now he messaged me and invited me for a party from his dad for tomorrow and I need a suit and a tie and oh my god, imagine Lucas with a suit, I mean—”

“ELIOTT!”

Eliott was out of breath by now, the need to get all of this out, to just tell someone about what happened, had been so overwhelming that the words didn’t stop spilling out from his mouth.

“Okay so”, said Idriss and took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a second to gather all his thoughts and to process everything he heard, “You nearly kissed Lucas?”

“Yes.”

“And… you didn’t do it in the end? Although you had been waiting for this moment 19 fucking years?”

“Y-Yes.”

Eliott threw his hands in the air now, suddenly feeling helpless and insecure again. Idriss also thought that he did the wrong thing and the opinion from his friend meant a lot to him. And now here he was, judging him for not taking that step. But something stopped him, Eliott didn’t even know what it was. Maybe it was some higher force or…

“I don’t know, man… It just didn’t feel right, you know? When I kiss him, it should be special and wonderful and perfect and…”

“Maybe this was the perfect moment for him.”

It’s not about you, Eliott, it’s about him.

“Stop making me feel even worse, Idriss”, said Eliott now before he could think more about the missed chance which will maybe probably not come back again, crossing his arms in front of his chest, “And however: It is over now and he still wants to see me tomorrow.”

“In a suit.”

“Yes, in a suit.”

“And from where should we get a fucking suit now?”, asked Idriss, a grin starting to form on his lips.

Eliott laid his arm around Idriss’ shoulder, his smile brighter than the sun on the sky. He always knew that his best friend would always be there for him and always support him, no matter how crazy and stupid the idea might be. They had been through too much already to let the other down.

“Well, my princess”, started Eliott with a smile on his face, wriggling his eyebrows, “We’re now going on the hunt for exactly that.”